In the quiet night, the sound of bamboo tubes tapping sounded.

Ziji got up from the bed, and Lai'er was also awakened, rubbing her sleepy eyes. Ziqi took the armor and handed it to her, and he hurriedly put on the helmet and hung the armor, and protected the waist belt. Pack up and hang the gods around your waist.

Lai'er also put it on, and Ziqi straightened her helmet, "Remember, don't be separated from me!" Lai'er smiled lightly: "I know, I am your guard!" ”

The two of them walked out of the tent, and the open field was lit up by clusters of torches, illuminating the mountains and rivers as bright as day.

Ziqi urged the horse to walk in front of the Flying Tigers and the Praetorian Guard, raising a haughty face without a trace of a smile. It was as cold as a piece of ice, "Brothers, just this morning, in front of the foot ditch." There are more than 1,700 brothers, sleeping there forever, this is not a simple victory, this is a shame for the Flying Tigers and the Praetorian Guard Battalion.

Ben Hou remembers that on the first day of training, he said that he would wait for 20,000 iron horsemen to be the pride of the king, the pride of Chaoge, and the pride of Yin Shang! Do you remember? ”

One by one, the spears in their hands fell to the ground, and they shouted in unison: "No! Promise! Promise! ”

"Ben Hou once said that the Flying Tigers and the Praetorian Guard Battalion are always invincible. However, they lost, and the faces of the Flying Tigers and the Praetorian Guard Battalion were lost there. Ben Hou knows that you are unwilling to lose, but the fault is not in the soldiers, the fault is in Ben Hou, and Ben Hou apologizes to you! With that, sit down on your horse and bow deeply to the front army.

No one spoke, but the sergeants were stunned, Hao Chenghou, as His Royal Highness, actually saluted the soldiers, is there a precedent?

The sub-period is not grandstanding, nor is it pretentious in the slightest, he really thinks so, and he does so. For the battle of folding the soldiers, in addition to self-blame, self-blame is also self-blame.

"Therefore, Ben Hou will take you and others to kill people tonight, kill your enemies, kill Ben Hou's enemies, and kill Yin Shang's enemies. The face that was thrown in the foot ditch relied on Ben Hou and Er to pick it up by himself. Would you like to go with Ben Hou to Snow Shame? ”

The entire army array was boiling, "Kill!" Kill! Kill! ”

Zi Qi brushed out the Shenque, "Ben Hou took Er and others to attack the sun at night and take revenge." This battle was a glorious battle between the Flying Tiger Army and the Praetorian Guard Battalion, and the princes were not allowed to use a single soldier. ”

Zi Ji deeply knows that an army that has always been strong does not only rely on iron military discipline and sharp ordnance. What is more important is a kind of spirit, which cannot be just talked about, but must be baptized by blood and fire.

Nowadays, the Flying Tigers and the Praetorian Guard Battalion have no shortage of sharp weapons and fearless courage, but what they lack most is a spirit, so Ziqi feels that it is time to give them this spirit.

Liang Chengbo asked behind him, "Hao Chenghou, then what should we do?" ”

Ziqi looked back and smiled, "Liang Chengbo, you princes don't have to do anything, go and clean up the battlefield when the time comes." You have gathered all your strength and used it together to conquer Haocheng. You don't need to fight the sun, you just wait to see the excitement. ”

Ziqi returned the Shenque into the sheath, took the spear from Hei Feng's body and held it in his hand, and kept shouting to the west: "Go! With that, he rushed out first, and Li Jiao and Lai'er hurriedly followed him.

The evil came to the child period to ignite his anger, and there was an inexplicable fanaticism when he looked at the child period. He refused to lag behind at all, and led his subordinates to follow closely behind the sub-period.

The princes from all walks of life saw that the sub-period led the troops, and groups of iron cavalry teams left in the dust, looking at each other and smiling bitterly. Liang Chengbo said: "Everyone has also seen that His Royal Highness Hao Chenghou is really born to command the army. Let's go along and clean up the battlefield! ”

After midnight, about the hour of Haihai, it was already approaching the sun. The scout in front returned, and at the foot of the mountain was Shouyang City.

Ziqi whispered the general's order, asking Evil Lai to lead the headquarters to attack from the south to the inside, Li Jiao to lead the headquarters to attack from the north to the inside, and he and Lai'er led the Flying Tiger Army to attack from the east to the west.

Evil asked puzzledly: "Hao Chenghou, why don't you surround up and fight?" ”

Ziqi smiled: "When the battle is over, we will tell you slowly." Li Jiao didn't need to explain to him in the sub-period. In my heart, if I surround and attack the enemy from all sides, the enemy will fight the trapped beast.

At that time, it is inevitable that there will be more casualties, but the net is open, and the ghost army will definitely run away when they see that they have a chance to escape. Wouldn't it be better if the forbidden army then followed and covered up?

Shouyang City, which appeared in front of him, was just a larger village and town compared to Chaoge. More than one person high earthen walls, clusters of courtyards. The gaps in the earthen walls and the ruined wooden houses are the masterpieces of the ghost bandits.

At this moment, the ghost people are carnivaling inside, and in their eyes, the Central Plains people are like sheep, and they can only use bronze sickles and stone tools to dig in the soil.

In the face of their nomadic horses, it is a lamb to the slaughter. The yellow, orange, and orange corn, the fragrant meat, the sweet wine, and the white-flowered woman were all their trophies.

Several Han women, trembling, poured wine for the bandits, and although they had just lost their man and child, they did not dare to cry, except for fear or fear.

The victory of Zhangzugou made the ghost people even more forgetful. They felt that the Han people were so vulnerable, and although they had bright armor, handsome horses, and shining swords and guns, they were just fancy decorations.

Suddenly, the earth trembled under his feet, and a rolling rumble rolled like thunder.

Suddenly there was a scream and a cry of the people outside, and the chief screamed and threw down the winelord, overthrew the woman, drew his scimitar, and rushed out.

The crowd followed the stream, stunned by what they saw. Surrounded by blood-red eyes, they held torches in one hand and spears or swords in the other. There was no shouting of killing, only the soft sound of knives and spears entering the flesh and screams.

This group of Han people, whom they called sheep, suddenly became hungry wolves. One by one, the war horses rushed back and forth, and the ghost clan who fell to the ground and did not die was trampled by the war horses and screamed.

The chief's hand holding the knife trembled, and his eyes seemed to see death beckoning to him, and he was so frightened for the first time in his life. Without the courage to resist, he shouted and grabbed a horse whose owner had just died, turned over and jumped up, and with a shout he beat the horse and galloped wildly, and fled westward.

The warriors of the Flying Tigers and the Praetorian Guard Battalion kept wielding swords and spears. Hao Chenghou's words deeply pierced everyone's hearts. This war is not just a matter of victory or defeat, this is the humiliation of every Han family's son, which can only be washed away with the blood of the ghost people.

Fight for the boiling blood in your body, fight for the glory of the Flying Tiger Army and the Praetorian Guard Battalion, and fight for those comrades who sleep forever in Zhangzugou.

There was no shouting, only the sound of knives and guns waving.

You don't have to think about the old and the young, they should all be killed. Because Hao Cheng waited for an order, none of the ghost men remained.

The chief looked around him, and only half of the clansmen who had followed him to show off their might were left. The knights behind him were still in pursuit, and they beckoned them with bows and arrows as they chased.

From time to time, people fall off their horses and let out desperate screams.

The war horse under his crotch was already covered in sweat, and the east was gradually shining. In the morning light, he saw the handsome leader behind him, still commanding the army and horses to charge and kill. The black war horse under his crotch was running so fast, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

Rows of feathered arrows flew, and the companions around them fell one after another.

There were only a dozen people left around him, and their eyes were full of fear and despair just like his.

The black horses were like a whirlwind, and in a blink of an eye, the golden tips of the spears were already aimed at him. As soon as a man came up, he was picked off his horse by a gun. The black war horse stepped over the corpse, and in an instant, it was in front of him, and the red tassel on the gun rushed towards him like a flame.

Frightened, he hurriedly dodged away, grabbed the barrel of his gun, and the two horses circled around in place.

He didn't dare to let go, knowing that if he let go, he would die a miserable death. Suddenly, a beautiful military guard rode by, and the moment he passed by his side, the narrow scimitar made a beautiful arc above his head. In the morning light, he saw the light on the blade slashing across his neck, and the moment the blood mist erupted, he saw that his own blood was also red.

Lai'er was so sick with the stench of blood that she hurried to beat her horse and flee. Looking at Ziqi from afar, he was very proud, and Ziqi raised his big finger at her.

The two of them saw that the escaped ghost army had been slaughtered, so they led the army back to Shouyang.

The princes of all walks of life had already arrived with their armies, and they saw corpses everywhere. There were those who were injured but did not die, and they were all mended one by one by the expressionless Flying Tiger Army.

In the end, there was not a single man left in the ghost side of Shouyang City, or even a boy.

The princes looked at each other and felt a chill go straight to the top of their heads, "Hao Chenghou, ruthless enough!" ”

The child came over with a horse, and his body was full of blood spots. "Everyone, it's bothersome to clean up the battlefield, the ghost slave girls are at your disposal, and the captured Han women, whether they are masters or slaves, are all released and give them freedom!"

How dare the princes from all walks of life say nothing, they promise one after another.

Ziqi ordered the Flying Tiger Army and the Praetorian Guard Battalion to camp outside the city to count the number of people and bury the pot to cook. Then he took Li Jiao, Evil Lai and Lai'er into the Zhongjun tent.

Half an hour later, He Bu came in to report that more than 10,000 of the Ghost Fang Army had been wiped out, and more than 600 old people and boys had been killed. Fifty-six people were killed in the Flying Tiger Army, 219 were killed in the Praetorian Guard Battalion, and more than 400 were wounded.

Ziqi ordered He Bu to take people to write down the names of the soldiers who died in the battle and bury them, and then took out the bamboo slips and ordered Lai'er to write a good news and send someone to send it to the court, so that everyone could eat and rest.

After the evil came to go with Li Jiao, Ziqi took off his clothes and armor, and fell asleep on the bed.

Lai'er nudged him and asked, "You won't eat and sleep again?" Ziqi waved his hand, "I'm very sleepy, let's sleep, you can go by yourself!" ”

It was not until noon that the child period woke up. I saw that Layle was holding her cheeks, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at him quietly. "Why don't you sleep for a while?"

Lai'er smiled: "I also slept, but I didn't sleep like a dead pig like you." "Come on, bring over the meal you had prepared.

Ziqi stretched, "It feels good that someone cares!" ”

Lai'er gave him a blank look, "You're beautiful!" ”

Li Jiao came to the tent and asked, "Has the second brother woken up?" Ziqi hurriedly swallowed his meal and shouted, "Brother, come in!" "Since the last time I met Ziqi and Lai'er, Li Jiao has become much more cautious. He also instructed the guards that if someone was looking for a child, they must let the guards notify them outside the tent first. Although he didn't do anything for himself, Li Jiao didn't want his brother to lose face.

Li Jiao entered the big tent and said: "The scouts sent have all returned, and from this place to the west to Wolong, there is no trace. ”

Ziqi nodded and said, "Raise the army in half an hour!" ”

Ziqi took Lai'er out of the big tent, and Li Shen and Li Xiao were sitting in front of the tent, talking nonsense with a few Praetorian Guards. In the first battle of Shouyang, the soldiers admired the sub-period so much that they threw themselves to the ground. Li Shen pursed his lips, "What is this?" Hao Cheng waited for the fire to burn the Tiger and Wolf Valley for a battle, then it was called a god! Our army did not suffer a single wound, and tens of thousands of enemy troops were wiped out. In the future, you will know, follow Hao Chenghou to fight, that is a cool! ”

The soldier hurriedly asked, "Could it be that Li Baishu participated in the battle of Tiger Wolf Gully?" ”

Li Shen was immediately speechless, and said with a dry laugh: "At that time, I hadn't even entered the barracks!" The crowd burst into laughter!

The child felt that his old face was hot, and he was still breaking the soldiers in Zhangzugou a day ago, and he was blown by Li Shen, this is not eye medicine! stepped forward and kicked Li Shen's buttocks, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and give the order to raise troops!" ”

Li Shen just opened his mouth to scold, but when he looked back and saw that it was the sub-period, he hurriedly jumped up, "Just go!" Just go! ”

Ryle smiled as she looked at the child.

[Tsing Yi says in this chapter]

Perhaps, this is the last chapter of this book that Tsing Yi is posting in dots.

Thank you for your encouragement, I submitted the application on the 10th of this month, and only replied to me on the 25th today, but I did not sign it. I don't know why I've been treated like this, and everyone else has replied within seven days, why do you treat me so coldly? It's been like this two or three times. If you reject it, you reject it, and I didn't write it to make more money, but I always felt that there was a copyright, and I didn't want to wait for the end of the book, Daji was still a motherless child.

So I'm going to change the website, and I'll inform you if it's a certain amount!

863757333, this is my QQ, if I am willing to continue reading Tsing Yi's book, I will add it, indicating "Falling in Love with Su Daji" and your nickname. If the book is finished in the future, and everyone still wants to see it but doesn't want to change the website, I'll send you TXT.

Actually, I'm really sorry for everyone, thank you!